Silent Guardian

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Superman’s weakness rests in an exterior object called kryptonite.
Batman’s weakness lies in his soul.
Superman fights crime to preserve the goodness of the human condition.
Batman fights crime out of a cathartic rage to revenge his demons.
Superman is the man of steel.
Batman is the man of rage.
Who would you rather fight?

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

First of all, let me make one thing clear. When I say "people", I'm not referring to either relatives or friends.
No. I'm referring to "public opinion". I mean, just take a moment and count the times when you do something that is considered wrong, or you have a "bad" habit, and your mother asked you "What will people say?". What she meant is that public opinion (people) would disapprove your actions or habits.
Personally I think we shouldn't care a lot about "what will people say", because they always see things from a certain point of view, and will judge you wrong.
Here's an example: A boy is walking downtown with his girlfriend, and suddenly an old man is trying to hit on her. The boy reacts, and the old man demands for a fight. Now, if they fight and the boy kicks the shit out of the old man, people will say "Oh my gosh, look at the punk! Beating up a poor old man like this! Shame on you!". If the old man wins, which is something that happens occasionally, then people will say "Hahaha, that wuss got his ass kicked by a weak old man!"
I hope you get my point.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

I've spent the past 6 months practicing my medical knowledge and skills on the Intensive Care Unit of a hospital named after a famous politician, George Gennimatas.
To be honest, when I first started, on the 1st of October, 2010 and for 1, maybe 2 months, I wasn't very much into it. I used to think of practice as just a boring and tiresome task, nothing more. I was even counting the days I had left to complete it, one by one.
Eventually I got to know the people who work there better. To be honest I don't like all of them, but we are all part of the same team. We are all like "brothers in arms" or something like that. And, for God's shake, we are the Elite! We are not working on a simple Hospital ward, but on the ICU! I gotta admit that sometimes it's tough and we face problems, people are dieing -both old and young- but each time we save a life, I feel like I took part on something big, something glorious, one could say. I feel proud each time I put my uniform on.
Now the semester is almost over, and at the end of this month I will finish my practice. I still don't know how I feel about it! Relieved and nostalgic at the same time!
One thing is for sure: I learned a lot of useful stuff in there, I faced and surpassed many of my fears about hospitals and I'm sure I will miss most of the people I'm working with.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Τrue Story:
Their children grew up and had kids of their own. And they lived far away, at their houses. But the couple was happy in the village. They had all they needed, and a donkey, a goat and a cat. But they became ill and old, so their children took them from the village. To be with them in the city. To be near the doctors. The three animals, bred with love, were given in 3 different places around the village. Grandpa's cousin got the donkey, someone else got the goat and another one got the cat.

Well, every day the smart donkey used to remove the stake on which he was tied up, then he was going at the other side of the village to remove the goat's stake. Then the two animals were going together to grandpa's and grandma's house. There they were meeting the cat, who used to wait them. They knew the place well. They were feeling good there. There was love there.

Sunday, October 31, 2010

It's been quite some time since my last post, at July 25. Many things happened since then. The most important is that I met a girl with whom I used to play Castle Age and, after 15 days of living together, we decided to forge a relationship, which is progressing nicely and that makes me really happy and in love.
But something bad also happened. The "Arena", our favorite internet-cafe, shut down at the 29th of October. It was our last night there... We enjoyed it by playing Pro 2011 (It was the first time I've played a soccer game since 2001), Medal of Honor and Age of Mythology. We spent 4 years of fun in that place, and I'm already missing it

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Οnce upon a time there was an apple-tree…
And she used to love a boy, and every day the boy was gathering her leaves and he was using them to make a crown and play the King of the Forest.
He was climbing on her trunk, hanging on her branches, eating apples and playing. And when the boy was getting tired, he was falling asleep under her shade. And the boy was loving the apple-tree… very much. And the apple-tree was happy.
But the years passed, and the boy grew up. And many times the tree was left alone.
One day the boy went to the tree. She proposed him to climb on her trunk, play on branches, eat apples and sleep below her.
“Nah, I’m too old to play. I need money to have fun, can you gimme money?”
“I’m sorry, but I only have apples and leaves. Here, take my apples, sell them. Then you’ll have money and be happy.”
Then the boy climbed, picked the apples and left with them.
And the tree was happy.

But a long time passed, and the boy didn’t show up, and the tree was sad.
Until one day the boy returned, and the tree trembled, full of joy.
She proposed him to climb on her trunk, play on branches, eat apples and sleep below her.
“I have no time for games, I need a house to live in and make a family, can you give me a house?”

“I don’t have a house, boy. Forest is my house. Here, cut my branches, use them to build your house and be happy.”
And so the boy cut off her branches, and took them with him to build his home. And the tree was happy.

But the boy didn’t show up for a long time, and when he did, the tree was so happy, that she could barely talk. “Come boy, come and play.” She whispered.
“I’m too old and too sad to play. I need a boat to take me away. Can you give me a boat?”
“Cut off my trunk to make a boat, go away… and be happy.”
And the boy cut her trunk, made a boat and went away.
And the tree was happy… but not really.

And after a very long time the boy returned.
“I’m sorry, Boy, but I have nothing left to give you…” said the tree.
“I have no apples.”
“My teeth aren’t strong enough to eat apples.”
“I have no branches for you to hang-on.”
I’m too old to hang.”
“I don’t have trunk, you cannot climb.”
“I’m too tired to climb.”
“I’m sorry”… sighed the apple-tree. “I wish I could give you something. But I have nothing left. I’m just an old log. I’m sorry…”
“I want nothing anymore, just a quiet place to sit and rest.” Said the boy.
“Then an old log is what you need to sit and rest.” Said the tree, flattening her trunk as far as she could
And the boy sat and rested. And the tree was happy.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Ι've heard people boasting about their ancestors. In ancient times 1.000 lads gave their lives in the line of duty, someone's grandpa got a medal of honor on World War 2, someone's father died at 'Nam, saving 7 of his comrades... maybe even his granny managed to accidentally shoot a Nazi with a hunting rifle. It's good to be proud of our ancestors and of course never to forget our history, but we shouldn't pretend those were our own feats. My friend, even if your father saved 10, 100, 1.000 comrades, even if he is Chuck Norris himself, you are only yourself. What matters is what you do, and that's what people see.
Therefore we shouldn't boast for something our ancestors did. We write our own history, it's our actions that define us, not history or something we got deep inside.
One girl once said to the man she'd been loving since childhood: Deep down you may still be that same great kid you used to be... But it's not who you are underneath, it's what you do that defines you.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Vergil is my personal favorite, that's why I mention him last.
Vergil is Dante's elder identical twin brother, though the two are near-polar opposites; unlike Dante, Vergil embraces his demonic heritage. He is a chief antagonist in Devil May Cry 3 as well as a playable character in the game's Special Edition. After he is betrayed by Arkham at the end of the game's second act (the end of mission 13), he temporarily teams up with Dante near the end, before reverting to his villain role. Throughout the game, Vergil seeks to undo the seal of Sparda hidden within the Demonic Domain, and claim the entirety of their father's power for his own, regardless of the effects this will have on the human world. To do so he needed Dante's half of their mother's amulet, so he lured his brother out with the intent of taking it by force. His dialogue at the end of mission 8 indicates that he seeks this power to compensate for being unable to save their mother . Vergil battles Dante three times in the Devil May Cry 3 storyline. Their first battle is on the highest level of Temen-Ni-Gru, where Dante is soundly defeated by Vergil, who then takes Dante's amulet. Their second battle is at the bottom of the tower, where the twins battle to a draw before their battle is interrupted. Their final battle is near the entrance to the demon realm, where Vergil is finally defeated. While Dante escapes back to the human world, Vergil chooses to stay behind. Should the player be able to defeat at least 100 demons before the credits finish, the player is shown a cutscene with Vergil rising to his feet in a lake of blood, and looking into the sky to see three large glowing orbs in the sky – Mundus as he first appeared in Devil May Cry. Vergil decides that if his father was able to defeat Mundus he can too, and then charges at the orbs with his sword ready. Vergil survives his encounter with Mundus, but becomes enslaved and apparently brainwashed. In the first game, he appears as a demonic dark knight, called Nelo Angelo (a mistranslation of Nero Angelo). Dante encounters Nelo Angelo three times in Devil May Cry, and each time Nelo Angelo sees Dante's half of the amulet, he flees the battle. In their final encounter, Nelo Angelo uncovers his face to reveal that he is Vergil. In the end Nelo Angelo appears to explode, leaving his half of the amulet behind.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

In the Devil May Cry universe, Sparda is a demon that rebelled against his own kind for the sake of the human world two thousand years prior to the events of Devil May Cry. He defeated countless demons and their Emperor, Mundus, before sealing the gateway to the demon world, sacrificing both his own blood and that of a mortal priestess. These actions made him a legend in the human world, gaining him the moniker, The Legendary Dark Knight Sparda though they also incurred a notorious reputation amongst demons, many of which were defeated during his rebellion.
After his death, most of Sparda's power was concealed in the demon realm, sealed inside his sword- the Sparda/Force Edge, and was only accessible with an amulet he took with him into the human world. This amulet, which can be separated into two parts, was also one of the keys needed to unlock the portal. All its abilities are deactivated if the halves are separated. Near the end of his life, Sparda settled with a human wife, Eva, and fathered twin sons, Dante and Vergil. He gave his amulet to Eva as a gift which she in turn later separated and passed to her sons. Both Vergil and Dante received a powerful, enchanted sword from their father, Rebellion to Dante and Yamato to Vergil. In Devil May Cry 4 a cult organization called the Order of the Sword cast Sparda as a god-figure who had ruled over their capital, Fortuna. While it's unknown as to how he died, Dante understands that among the people there is a lot of confusion surrounding Sparda and who he truly was.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Nero is a lead character of Devil May Cry 4, marking his first appearance in the franchise and sharing a main role with series protagonist, Dante. An orphan that was adopted by the Order, he has grown up to be a Holy Knight in the Sparda-worshipping religion known as the Order of the Sword. He tends to not get along well with others and prefers to work alone, so he is usually given the Order's "special assignments." He wields a sword named Red Queen, a revolver called Blue Rose and the "Devil Bringer" powers of his right arm. By defeating various Demons, Nero is able to increase the power of the Devil Bringer. Nero comes into possession of Yamato, Vergil's sword, which allows him a Devil Trigger which summons a Devil avatar to fight with him.
Throughout Devil May Cry 4, Nero perceives Dante as the enemy, but as the story progresses he realizes that it's the Order who is organizing their own agenda. Nero pivots his role as a Holy Knight to a renegade searching for answers, then into a vengeful demon slayer when the Order captures Kyrie. In the end, Nero and Dante join forces to defeat the Savior, saving Kyrie in the process. Nero and Dante part on good terms with Dante entrusting Nero the sword, Yamato, that was originally his brother's.